Therefore, those who could be valued by Li Lan were definitely not ordinary people.
In terms of attitude, they should be as low-key as possible.
Li Lan turned to He Zhou and said, "You also know Pan Shaojun. He is one of the Four Young Masters of the Capital, just like Pan Shaojun. That scene, that imposing manner, the loud gongs and drums …"
"Well, don't embarrass me. I'm going to find a hole to hide in." Pang Yu hurriedly interrupted. These flashy titles could be shown off in front of outsiders, but in front of Li Lan and the others, it was absolutely a joke.
He Zhou said, "I seem to have seen your Weibo."
Pang Yu said embarrassedly, "I'm just satisfying my vanity. Bro, don't laugh at me."
Bai Yueting, who was standing not far away, was extremely surprised. She herself was also a Weibo addict. As one of the Four Young Masters of Beijing, Pang Yu's name naturally reverberated like thunder. He was famous on Weibo for being an arrogant and unrestrained rich second generation.
She never thought that such a person would be standing in front of her alive.
She found that Pang Yu was looking at her.
He Zhou pointed to her and introduced, "This is my friend, Bai Yueting. You can call her Xiao Bai."
"Hello." Pang Yu's eyes lit up, but then he restrained himself. He knew that he should not bully his friend's wife.
Without any other thoughts, he was too lazy to talk to this kind of vase who was just for show.
Then he turned his head and opened his arms to give She Ziling a hug.
She Ziling waved her hand in disgust. "Go away."
Pang Yu said with a smile, "It's so hurtful. I only have you in my heart every day. Is it really okay for you to keep me at a distance like this?"
She Ziling said, "You'd better use this sentence to coax your little girlfriends. Don't fool me."
Ping Cuo had been holding Sang Chunling's hand and whispering to her. At this moment, she couldn't help but turn around and say, "Pang Yu, everyone knows that you are a playboy. Don't pretend to be innocent."
Sang Chunling said, "Chef, since you are here, we don't have to eat in a restaurant, right? We have all kinds of dishes at home. Why don't you show us? We can cook for you. "
Pang Yu glanced at the big stove at the entrance and said proudly, "Southern dishes, Northern dishes. You guys name it. If you can't make it, then I lose."
He had poor grades since he was a child. After finishing primary school in a rural village in northern Hebei, he followed his parents to seek refuge in his grandfather's Shoushan. He went to junior high school in the city. Later, because of his student status, he transferred back to the best school in his hometown to attend high school.
His grandfather attached great importance to his studies and personally went back to his hometown to accompany him.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the talent to study, so he went to an agricultural school.
Later, when his parents divorced, his mother was afraid that it would affect him, so she sent him and his sister abroad.
When he was overseas, he was not afraid of hardship or tiredness. He mingled with foreign girls and his English level improved by leaps and bounds. As for how much he was really capable, only he knew.
Anyway, as soon as he came back, he entered the Four Seas Restaurant that was managed by his mother. Of course, all of this was with the permission of Li Lan's father, Li Laoer.
Although his grades were not good, there was one thing he was good at, and that was cooking.
His grandfather, Shoushan, had a different surname, but Pang Yu still considered himself the successor of imperial cuisine in the culinary world. His grandfather was still his grandfather.
Back then, Shoushan, a chef who used to be a waiter in a restaurant, gave himself a layer of imperial cuisine in order to make a name for himself.
Later, he became bigger and bigger, and his status became higher and higher. Even foreign leaders came to visit him because of his reputation.
At this time, it was hard to get off the tiger. He couldn't possibly tell others that the so-called imperial cuisine was nonsense, could he?
Before liberation, he had never even entered the Forbidden City.
Thankfully, when he was alive, there was no textual research party, and very few people came out to argue with him. People believed whatever he said!
Everyone was so innocent back then!
What a nostalgic era!
Over time, even he himself began to believe it.
He was a genuine descendant of the imperial cuisine. He had even deceived his own daughter and grandson.
Therefore, since young, Pang Yu was most proud of the legendary family history that his grandfather fabricated. He was especially serious when learning to cook from his grandfather.
When he was abroad, his favorite places to go to were hotels and restaurants. He had a good understanding of Western cuisine and was willing to learn from them.
In terms of cooking skills, he was completely above his mother.
Many of his friends in his circle had eaten his cooking before.
Li Lan said, "Okay, hurry up and get to work. Tell me if you need any seasonings or utensils. There's still time to buy them."
Pang Yu entered the kitchen and looked around, then opened the cabinet door to take a look. Then, he opened the refrigerator and rummaged inside and out. Finally, he entered the house from the big stove outside. "I'll make whatever you have. Don't be picky."
He took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and started to work.
Sang Chunling, Bai Yueting, and the others went in to help her.
He Zhou's cup was empty, and Ping Cuo took it to the water dispenser to refill it.
He Zhou hurriedly stood up and thanked her.
Ping Cuo said, "We don't have to be so polite, right? Don't tell me you don't remember me? "
He Zhou shook his head. It was really his first time meeting Ping Cuo.
Ping Cuo said, "My father's name is Pinsong. Have you heard of him?"
He Zhou said, "I've seen Uncle Ping a few times. He's even been to our house."
His mother had helped him with the Ping family's real estate project in the provincial capital.
Ping Cuo smiled and said, "That's right. I've been there with my father once. I remember that you were this tall back then."
After saying that, she used her hand to measure him.
He Zhou said embarrassedly, "Sorry, maybe I was too young."
He remembered things very early, but his mother had a huge network of connections. There were too many people coming and going in the house. Moreover, Ping Cuo looked different from how she looked now.
Ping Cuo said, "Did you develop your career in Pu River?"
He Zhou said, "Just fooling around."
Pang Yu lived up to everyone's expectations and prepared a table full of delicious dishes.
However, once the wine was served, everyone only cared about drinking. There were red wine, white wine, and beer. Very few people ate the dishes.
In the middle of drinking, Sang Chunling brought up what happened at the bar last night and said angrily, "If it wasn't for Chen Faqi, I'd really teach that bastard a lesson."
Pang Yu rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I know that bastard Wang Xiang. He's also often on Weibo. Anyway, he doesn't know about my relationship with you guys. Why don't I go and teach him a lesson?
Trust me. I'll go and teach him a lesson. "
After saying that, she looked at Li Lan. Seeing that he had no intention of objecting, she slapped her thigh and raised her cup. "That's settled then."
She Ziling said, "You're in the F&B business, and his family is in real estate. We have nothing to do with each other."
Actually, it was best for her to let her mother do it. After all, her family was the leader of the real estate industry.
In the real estate industry, her family could easily humiliate the Wangs.
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